Justine at the Sultan's Palace

Carole Gill

Justine is groomed for the sultan's harem. He likes vampires but there is a reason!  Find out what it is. 

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"The sultan looked pleased. “I do have a request, although your name is beautiful, I should be greatly pleased if you would accept another name; one that is more suitable to you. I wish you to take this name willingly and in the spirit it is suggested. From now on I wish you to be known as Lela, which means ‘born at night.’

I began to cry. I didn’t wish to give up my name. It was silly of me being what I was. Yet, my name was the only thing I retained from my living life. To relinquish it was difficult.

Sabba caught my eye and I saw he wished me to obey. “Very well, I said, bowing before the young ruler. “I am Lela from this moment on…”

“Good. And now I will give you something.”

I didn’t expect him to go to the balcony. When he returned, he was carrying a white flower. “This is a lotus for you. The white is for the purity of my friendship.” He put it in my hair. “Tomorrow I will give you a red lotus for it will symbolize the passion we will share…for tonight you will be mine to do with as I wish.”

I didn’t know how I felt at first, although I did not betray my emotions. Gascoyne was gone—of that I was certain. I would always belong to him; there was a bond that would never come apart. Not one piece of my love would be diminished. I decided to turn myself off. Yes, I would go along with the sultan. I didn’t wish for Ramet to be punished. I felt certain Sabba could easily take out his frustration on him.

You have no heart anyway, Justine—I thought. So it will not be difficult. It will just be tolerated. Could I do it? I was certain I could.

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Before I laid eyes on him, I fell, which says a lot since my heart wasn’t built to fall in love. 

Five years ago, Melody Bradford fell in love with and married songwriter, Kiel McIssac. He transformed her sorrows into love songs and became everything her heart craves. Kiel was the only one that has ever been able to break down her walls enough to see the girl underneath the shell.

But Melody is damaged deeper than Kiel knows, with a pain that runs far back into her past and creeps out in her present. Deciding that Kiel deserves better, Melody makes the hard choice to rip her own heart out and let him go. Yet Kiel won’t go quietly… not when his own heart is living inside every breath his wife takes. He loves her completely, for all her flaws, imperfections and resistance – she is everything he needs, and the only one he sings about.

Yet Melody has secrets buried dark and deep in her soul, secrets that could finally push him away and destroy everything they have built.

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READ FIRST CHAPTER FOR FREE. MEET FRED DOGER AND HIS CIRCUS OF HORRORS!

Carole Gill

Fred Dodger's Circus has fallen on hard times. They had to split from their last engagement. Yup, another murder. But there are reasons...Actually they're sideshow performers. But they're also badly damaged and vulnerable people. That's what makes them the killers they are. 

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ADULT HORROR/GRAPHIC VIOLENCE/CANNIBALISM 

"The vehicle was a beat up well-travelled 1929 Ford school bus. It had been painted a bright red and said ‘Fred Dodger’s Circus’ on the side. Amid peeling paint, the image of ecstatic clowns was a bit pathetic looking. Curtains hung on each of the windows. Baby Alice had sewn them; now she sat outside with her pals waiting for the meat to be cooked.

An old man, somewhat senile in appearance and actions, sat licking his lips. His son, the owner/manager, had gone to town on business in his pickup.

The bus had withstood a lot of wear and tear. Well, it would have—what with three clowns, two midgets, and one fat lady riding it.

Al drove the bus. With him being three feet tall, there were adaptions to the driver’s seat. This, the manager had seen to and Al was pleased. His lady friend, the huge Baby Alice, sat near him. Her seat had also been adapted in order to accommodate her girth.

None of the troupe disliked riding in the bus or camping out in tents. The weather occasionally made it difficult for them, though. Once, near Tupelo, Mississippi, the bus had to be dragged out by the pickup. The manager had extensive experience in such matters and everyone was grateful he did.

Fred Dodger loved his people and looked after them very well, and they knew it. He had explained about leaving them to go to town in order to get some money. They said fine and decided to have a cook out.

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By Dormaine G

Genre: Historical Fiction, Horror, Dark Fantasy

It's 1890 in New Orleans, a time of rich none men, sprawling plantations, Voodoo, high class parties and the unspoken Placage. Amidst the thick heat, magic and sorrow, a beautiful Creole woman exists in this cruel world. Although born free, she never knew life without the call of a ‘Master’ – until now.

Blessed with an ancient power, Madame Lily has an agenda that has galvanized her into the deepest reaches of High Society and to the darkness that is swirling with Voodoo.

Elijah is a First Made Protector tasked to guard and cleanse the world of the evils that roam. He spent millennia with only goodness in his heart until cursed – one meant to corrupt his very soul with love, obsession and infatuation… for Madame Lily, a woman that should rightfully be his adversary.

Drawn together by fate and magic, these two forces face off and sparks fly. A love that never should have been is born – a love that may change everything for both of them.

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FRED & SOME ACCOMMODATING LADIES

Carole Gill

ADULT MATERIAL:
Joe takes Fred out for a special treat. It's a house he knows with some real accommodating ladies.



"Smithville wasn’t far. It was what they used to call a one horse town. Now it had been reduced to a dilapidated crap town with only one thriving industry: the local whore house.


“Guys come from all over. It’s got a good reputation, I know! The girls are past it but the madam keeps them clean. She insists.”


The house stood near the river. Lit up like a Christmas tree. “They got everything; girls for every sort of inclination, if you know what I mean.”


The madam, a big, blousy orange-haired woman did know Joe. She looked delighted to see him. “Where you been, stranger?”


Joe patted her ass. “Back now, baby! Whatcha you got for us?”


“Depends on what you can pay for, my love. No freebies.”


“Even for old times’ sake?"


The madam nodded. “Sorry.”


Joe winked, reached into his pocket, and handed her a twenty. “My treat,” he told Fred.


That did it. She asked them to both follow her up the stairs. “I got two girls I can recommend. Daisy for you because she likes lollipops and Lucinda for you, handsome, because she likes it any way you want to give it to her.”


Fred was in heaven, or at least he thought he was."

"Riveting. Imaginative. Chilling. Fantastical."

"Wonderful horror with a side order of ribs."

"Never going to the circus again!"

"True horror!"

"The circus you really don't want to join."

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